English countryside

On Tuesday I went to Birmingham for work, and took some scenery video out the train window. It seems like the second you step out of London, it's all just country.

Welcome to Leytonstone

I moved to Leytonstone East London 4 weeks ago today and I'm getting to know the area, mostly by bus. Joe's a walker though so today we took a stroll around the neighborhood behind my house and the High Road that I live on.

Like a lot of London, it's a mix of beautiful old buildings and junky fried chicken chains.

Southeast meets East

Joe deigned to cross the river and come up to East London to see the new flat today.




We relaxed on my rooftop patio eating donuts and we took a walk around the area.










I made him read Where the Wild Things Are, which he'd never read. You can tell he has an MA in Creative Writing as he studies it intently.

Italian English

Pete makes sauce now (thank you very much). Here's the first dish of macaroni he made. I'm so proud.


And yes it's good!

When stereotypes are true

Here's me trying to get home from grocery shopping recently. It wasn't even overcast when I left my house (without an umbrella of course).

The trolley was drenched and I also was carrying two bags. Waiting for the bus. Ah, London.